Chapter 59: Decadent and pretty

At last, when everyone was gone, they walked across the lawn and went inside. "We will go directly to our quarters. I think you will find it adequate."

Again, she was so aware of his hand on her back, she barely noticed her surroundings. What would he expect of her when he had her alone? The images she'd downloaded played through her mind: bodies writhing together, moans that weren't made with pain. Her processor malfunctioned whenever she looked at the images and, in her mind, replaced the images of the strangers with images of her and her human. It was winter on this side of Earth, but she suddenly felt hot.

"Your luggage arrived and was put away."

"All right." She would end up like a clone if these humans continued to do everything for her.